“She’s more than your average sex worker. Or your above-average one, for that matter.”

“Still not under our tent. Why are you calling me, brother?”

“I’m not sure. Call it a hunch. She’s trying to rollerskate in a buffalo stampede, and I think that things could go very wrong for her.”

“Ah. So I’m backup?”

“Yes. So that I can stay focused on finding the kumir strast’i.”

“Hey, you think she’s worth the trouble, that’s good enough for me. Can’t stay long, though. Shit’s getting weird in a real way down here, too.”

“I only need you here a day or two. When it hits, it’s going to hit hard.”

“Pas de probleme, ami. I’ll be there in four hours.”

Jason closed his cel phone and put it away. “Hope that’s fast enough,” he murmured thoughtfully as he picked up another spotless coffee mug to polish.

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